boyfriend- m.s.
|warnings: smut, no p in v, fingering, kissing!!!, clitoral stimulation, nipple play, creampie, semi public, slight mention of drinking, jealous!matt, frustrated!reader, use of y/n, use of bsf/n, if i missed something warn me!!
|notes: randomly thought of this when I was with my friends at the bar. English is not my first language, so im sorry if there’s any mistake. my first smut, hope you like it 🩷
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It was “fridays night out”. A thing I always did with my group of friends. We were at our favorite spot in the bar next to my bsf/n’s apartment in LA.
Me and Matt were exchanging glances since the triplets picked me up. I entered the car with a tight mini skirt and I could see his burning eyes on my skin from the rear view mirror the entire way to the place. We couldn’t stop devouring each other with our looks. Him in an all black outfit with just a silver chain for a little color. He was extremely hot tonight.
Everyone was laughing with drinks in hands. We’ve been here for a couple of hours so I could tell everyone was a little tipsy. Suddenly my friend pulled my arm and said excitedly “OMG I love this song!” I pulled Nick in an attempt to also call the boy to come dance with us. Then we three ran to a place where people were gathered. She was moving her body like crazy on the dance floor. Nick followed her, and started to do some strange dance moves. I was laughing hard of them. When a really tall guy stopped by my side also laughing, but he wasn’t looking at my friends, his eyes were direct towards me.
“Hi.” He nearly shouted thanks to the loud music. “Hey.” I answered. “You’re really pretty you know that?” He said that close to my ears so he could be heard. In that exact moment I looked at our table, where Matt looked at me with piercing eyes. “Thanks.” I answered him, also getting closer to his ears. Our bodies almost touching. I could see Matt’s wrist close on the table. I smiled to that. “Do you wanna dance with me?” The boy asked. Even though my heart belong to one brown haired boy, that certainly wasn’t the one I was looking at, I said “Why not.” Right after that, his surprisingly big hand flew to my waist. He pushed me closer, our bodies touching now. We slowly started to move, trying to keep up with the music beat. His other hand moved to my ass.
Then, suddenly the boy’s body was pushed away from me. “Be careful with that hand man.” Matt said looking at the boy directly in the eye. The other had a confused look on his face. Matt then turned to me, just saying with the deepest tone I ever heard of him, “Follow me. Now.” I nodded and just did what he said.
I noticed Matt was leading me to the bars bathrooms. I smirked. Did I really get him jealous? We, then, entered the men single restroom and Matt locked the door. “What the actual fuck do you think you were doing?” He said with that exact same tone. I didn’t answer, looking at the floor. “Look at me when I talk to you.” He grabbed my chin making me face him. “Now say. Why were you dancing with that guy?” I stared at his eyes. His pupils dilated. “Why do you even care?” I questioned back. “You ain’t my boyfriend.” Added. His grip went stronger on my chin, moving down to my neck.
Matt didn’t even say a thing. He just pulled me by my neck close enough that our lips were almost touching. He had to band down, thanks to the height difference, to kiss me. It was everything but cute. It was messy and rough. Teeth chattering and tongues fighting for dominance. His hands went down on my waist squeezing hard, while mine went directly up to his hair pulling it. He held me tight, bringing our bodies together. I could already fell my core aching.
I panted when I felt his growing bulge touch my leg. I moaned with our lips still together. He patted my side as a way of signaling for me to jump on his lap. I obeyed. With that, he started to move around the single bathroom. Putting me on top of the sink. Our lips still furiously brushing against each other. One of his hands on my ass, and the other started to move gently through my body, making a way to where I needed him most. I naturally opened my legs for better access. Then felt his cold long fingers pushing my black skirt up, playing with my panties. Panted on his mouth. Could feel Matt smirking in the kiss. We separated. Both breathless.
“You’re already wet with just a kiss?” He said, the grin on his face growing bigger. “You’re already hard with just a kiss?” I questioned back with the same tone of his voice. He laughed dryly. “Oh princess, I’ve been hard since you entered my car.” My checks blushed. “With that hot skirt of yours and this pretty little face.” He continued. “You’ve been driving me insane the whole night, was just waiting for the moment I could finally touch you.” That last part he said caressing my face.
I stared at his eyes while Matt lowered back his hand. Pushed my pantie to the side and finally touched me. I gasped. The difference of temperature between his fingers and my burning core made me wanna cum just there. I closed my eyes and threw my head back until it touched the mirror. He started moving his fingers slowly right on my clitoris. “Fuck…” Was all I could say. “Look at me when I touch you.” The brunette commanded to me with that deep voice I loved. And again, I obeyed. He then started to move lower. Shoving two fingers inside of me. I let a high pitched moan out. He only smiled loving to see what he could do to me. My hands were holding tight at the edge of the sink, trying to find any type of balance. I was so needy for him, that anything he did had a huge effect on my body. It was like Matt read my mind, because his other hand started to pull my shirt up. He also dragged my bra up, moving his head closer to my chest. His fingers still thrusting inside me, thumb now working on my clitoris. I felt his hot breath on my skin, then his tongue touched my left nipple, making, if it was even possible, my core turned wetter. I was a moaning mess. My hand went back to his hair, holding it tightly. He sucked, tongue swirling perfectly the area. One thing I adore about Matt is how he pays attention to details, he notices every time my breath change, knows the right spots and executes in the best way his movements.
Added a third finger on me. The boy only looked at my expression smiling. He was loving this. Then, Matt moved to my right nipple, giving the exact amount of attention he did to the other one. It was too much for me. “Matty!” I moaned calling him. His thrusts went faster. I could feel the knot on my lower belly getting tighter. I was almost there.
Then he stopped. I looked at him with burning eyes. What was that for, i thought. “Don’t ever dance with another guy again.” Matt said. Taking his hands out of me. My chest was moving fast, thanks to my breathing. Then he turned back, unlocked the bathroom’s door and exited. Leaving me, sat on sink, in complete chaos.
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